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MyYou are with me You’re alith me”

There is a pause before he answers “Yes,” he finally says, and I don’t think I have ever heard that si and complexity before

I sigh with satisfaction, then close my eyes He may not be beside me, but for the moment, I am content

“We’ve done this before,” he says “You, alone in the back ofyou Wanting you”

I s,in anticipation of where these words are going Because we have done this before—and the caress of his voice upon ht is one of my most treasured memories

“Tell me what you did,” he says

“That night in the lih I know that is not what he means

“Tonight At Raven”

“I watched the dancers”

“What did they do?” His voice has a hard edge, and I shiver a little, re his promise to punish me

“They danced,” I say And then, because I’s They were slick with oil They got close”

“How close?”

I think of the way the coas gyrating right in front of hed and Lisa and Evelyn egged him on “Pretty close,” I whisper

“I see”

There is a pause, and I squirreedily I’ of Damien’s promise to punish me, and I yearn to be home To feel his hands upon me

“Did it turn you on?” he asks, with that low, dangerous tone

I almost lie, but I can’t do that “Yes,” I whisper “But only because it made me think of you Your body hard and naked in front of me Your chest close to me That thin strip of hair that leads down to your cock, so near I could lick it And those a down to heaven”

“Christ, Nikki”

I sed tone to his voice

“Mostly, though, it turnedother ot ho

“What?” he asks “What will happen when you get home?”

“You said you’d punish me,” I say, so softly I’m not sure that he can hear me

“Did I?” There is a note of triumph in his voice, and it makes me weak “How should I punish you?”

I lick my lips “You should probably spank me”

“I probably should,” he agrees “Would you like that?”

“Yes” My voice is nothing more than a whisper of air

“Why?”

I close my eyes It’s a question that I expect whenever I ask for the pain, and I know that after my dreams he will be even more careful with me I love that he understands me so well, but it means that I have to say aloud what I want fro of

“Why, Nikki? I want to hear why you want the sting of my palm”

I lickthem to wrap around my words “Because of the way it feels”

“Tell me”

“Tiny pinpricks of pleasure,” I say, hlike currents of electricity that fire my senses “They melt into heat, into liquid desire Itthat my words have captured him “Pleasure and pain, Daive me both”